I know, I know, I said I'd put up the "Meet David" post today. I lied. I do that sometimes. Maybe I'll put it up tomorrow, but maybe not. If I wasn't on my death bed at the moment, I would have written it, but alas, I think I am dying. I really think someone (HINT HINT HINT BOYS!) should come over and make me soup or something. It would be a very nice thing to do.
I have a fever, I ache, I can't breathe, my sinuses aren't happy with me, I'm hot, I'm cold. And to top it all off, my Patriots are already losing by 10 points in the first quarter. Like I said, I think I'm dying.
But have no fear, if I don't die, I'll be fine in another day or two.
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4 comments:
no dying allowed. i'd make you some soup, but it would be cold before it got there...
at least i have one relative who loves me... and perhaps this is a reason you should move closer...
BOYS, WHERE ARE YOU???? I'M DYING!!!!
You sure she loves you?
Maybe she's just tired of hearing you whine....
wow, that was overly harsh...
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